Cacophony

The air is filled with sound.
Far above me, a small plane putters along,
but nearer to me, the jays call insistently back and forth,
the cardinals chirp and peep,
birds uncountable speak in tongues I can’t translate.

Above me, on a branch dripping with the maple’s red buds,
a grackle expresses its displeasure at my presence in squawks and screeches,
though, perhaps, it’s the cat’s presence that he protests rather than my own.

A call I’ve never heard before reaches me among the others.
But so great is the din on this spring morn,
that I can’t isolate it from the rest to memorize its song.

No method to mute all the other sounds and hear just the one song,
as I so often I long to do,
simply let the noise fall away
and hear just the one voice singing.

 

NOTE: Look for our giveaway of Lynda’s book of poems “Wild Divinity” on April 16th, 2019

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Lynda Allen sees herself as a life in progress. Her personal mission is to be the purest expression of love that she can be. How that expresses is ever evolving and deepening. One of the profound ways that love moves through Lynda is in the form of words. She helps hearts to shift through sharing those writings and words. She is the author of three collections of poetry, Rest in the Knowing, Illumine and Wild Divinity, a novel, Sight to See, and a nonfiction book, The Rules of Creation. Through all of her creations, Lynda strives to inspire others to open their hearts and embrace their journey, both the dark and the light, with joy. You can follow Lynda on her blog.

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